"Here, I brought tea for you."
"What do you want?"
"What do you mean I don't want anything," I turn to leave. but then I turned back, "actually I was wondering if you could please help me with some money for my parents." I say fiddling with my finge...
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At the moment I was stuck between killing two bastards and crawling into some hole and crying my eyes out. Actually my first thought was to barge in there and stab both of them with any nearest sharp object I could find. I wanted to inflict unbearable pain on both of them for making me feel this way.
I felt my whole world come to a complete standstill the moment I walked in on the best man riding my fiance like a fucking horse, screaming his name like he was fucking Superman.
"Mark oh Mark!" He was exaggerating, I know. I've slept with Mark before but still his words echoed in my ear like a broken record, and the worst part of it all, I was completely frozen. I couldn't bring myself to cry or shout. I just stood there, moans, shaking bed and wet bodies slapping against each other the only sounds I could hear.
I've never been the type to believe in this entire cliche stereotype where one partner cheats on the other before their wedding. I mean find something new It's so overused but still, the fact that Mark decided to do this a week before our wedding really stings. And I guess he did do something different. I mean he could have cheated on me with the wedding planner, or worse my best friend. I have no best friends but still, isn't that how this whole thing is supposed to go? It pains me more because I've always thought Mark was different with his sweet smiles, cheeky jokes and overall good personality. I often found myself wondering if he had any flaws.
Well I guess I now know his flaw. He's a cheating scumbag who can't keep his junk in his briefs.
"Mia!" Mark exclaimed once he noticed me standing at the doorway. Lee, the best man who is also his best friend, came tumbling down the bed while also trying to hide his naked body. I imagined 101 ways of inflicting pain on both of them while standing at the doorway, but the moment I came face to face with them all those ideas disappeared. The only thing I wanted to do now was to get out of there. I felt suffocated.
"Mia this isn't what you think."
I couldn't help but laugh at that line.
"Wow Mark. You can't find a better excuse? Do you think this is a movie? What are you going to tell me next, it's the devil's hand work? If you're going to fuck your best man behind my back, you should at least think of a better lie to tell me when I catch you."
"Mia, I'm sorry. I love-"
"Don't even dare complete that sentence," I interrupt. "You know what Mark? To hell with you and this marriage" I pull his ring from my finger and throw it at him before storming out of the hotel Mark and I were staying at. I had promised myself that I wouldn't cry a single tear for that cheating scumbag, but as I ran out of the hotel I found that more difficult to do. I was no longer numb as I started feeling all the immense pain I couldn't feel the first time I opened that door.
